25G TEBDICT OX INDIA the Cripps offer was the essence of everything a Fascists dictator- ship could possibly desire. Xow it is too late—for as every dav goes by the Muslim nation opens its eyes a little wider and the Untouchables raise their heads a little higher. Most important of alL more light floods the stage, and the world audience begins to realize that the Indian drama is not quite as simple as it has been persuaded to believe. And yet—presumably—in one way or another, we shall quit. Maybe m haste, which would be an unredeemed tragedy, maybe in comparative leisure, which would at least give ourselves and the world a chance to adjust itself to the^immense changes—racial, strategic and economic—which our withdrawal will inevitably entail. * But whether it is to-morrow, or a day a little more remote, there will be one sense in which the British will never quit In,dia, and that i; a spiritual sense. With all our faults of Omission, and com- missioi'j our occasional outbursts of temper, our frequent lack of' imagination, we gave India peace, and it was not the peace of the desert ; we gave India law, and it was not the law of the strong; and—in the final judgment, we gave India liberty, for it wa"& the ideals of Milton, of Locke, of Wilberforce, Mill, Bright and Glad- stone that first kindled the Indian mind to an understanding of what liberty really is. Long after we have left, the students of the future will be opening the golden pages of the Areopagitica, and thrilling, as all young men should thrill, to the revolutionary music of Shelley. The ghost of Byron will brood in the quadrangles of universities yet unbuilt, and in the council chambers there will be heard the echo of the distant cadences of Burke. These thing we gave to India, as we gave them to the rest of the world, and maybe it is in India that they will have their finest flowering. ID, the fulfilment of such a hope lies much of the future happiness of mankind. Bombay Spring, 1944.